That's because you were a typical, rebellious, teenage girl, rejecting any values your elders tried to instill in you. ;)

*chuckles* actually, at the time I was flirting with the idea of being very religious. Mind you, I think I had in my head the idea that being a nun would be a little like being at a boarding school (midnight feasts etc).


The trip made me angry. The hope that people had. It just seemed like such a cruel trick.

The closest I've had to a 'religious' experience was the Grand Canyon Star Party, July 4th, 2004.

It taught me that the most 'holy' thing you can do is find something that is not understood -- and then search for the understanding.

I couldn't agree more... I love my job. :D
And I love the tadpoles as much as I love the internet - the ability to say "let's find out" *click* when the kids ask a question is damn near as magical as the golden swirl of a tadpoles digestive tract.

Well said, Pie. Looking into the heavens where there is not a lot of clutter between you and them -- that gets you towards contemplation of that farther heaven still.

Bri, I just decided as the doings began -- on a large dinner -- that I would simply open myself to this experience, whatever it was. I ended up being mighty mighty impressed.

DanaC, as I go through my days, it seems to me that much of the value in religion is in how you handle it, treat it: it is among the ways for people to be good and keep clear just what goodness is. One should not content oneself with cartoon religion, nor treat it like Great Magic Sky Pixie magic. Properly done, I don't think it is either of those.

It can make the striving for perfection easier; clears away the brambles. When you are using religion to the end of not being stupid, you are doing well by both it and yourself.

Which does not necessarily completely ward you from errors -- but it may reduce the trouble they cause.